Loved this one. Yaghoub Yadali plays with an unreliable narrator, time travel, and an all-knowing lover to create a masterful novella that thinks through the search for meaning in life. The main character, Kamran Khosravi (described by Hussein & Hamzavi as "nihilistic") wants to exist in "absolute freedom," away from the doldrum of his existence as an engineer with a wife he loves/hates. He stages his own death by killing an Afghan man in his place, a man "whose being or not being made no difference to anyone" (14). The commentary on the role of the "Afghan Other" in Iranian society is, throughout the novel, excellent in its searing cruelty. Reads as a parallel to discourses on "illegal immigrants" here in the U.S. We follow Kamran as he "kills himself," creates a new, alternate life, and then (!) goes back to his own life. So much room for interpretation and analysis here in terms of the book's form, its observations on traditionalism/modernity, human/animal, nature/urban life.
Hussein & Hamzavi, in their Asymptote review of the book, are unimpressed by the novel, but I found it to be a delight.
Really reminded me of The Good Son by Jeong Yu-Jeong.